Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The Good Day and The Bad Day: Part II

What makes The Bad Day so bad is the level of expectation. You typically expect things to break one way but The Bad Day takes you someplace worse. And it typically comes right on the heels of The Good Day, so you’re still riding that high and have farther to fall. Here’s the secret to The Bad Day: recognize it early, accept it, hold on for dear life and ride it out.

I knew it was The Bad Day the moment I woke up and glanced at my cell phone.

Even though, it was already assumed, I was expecting the official “You don’t have to come to work” text from my boss.

Key word there: “expecting”.

There was indeed a text from my boss, but it was not the one I was looking for. We had to be in work by 11:00 a.m and this development caused me to absolutely lose my mind. You see I have this problem were I keep wanting to use logic and reason in my everyday life and it gets me into trouble more often than not.

I just could not understand why we were sent home early on the non-bad weather day (Wednesday) if we had to come in at all on the scary-bad weather day (Thursday). My brain is still smoking from trying to figure this one out. Wouldn’t it have made more sense to work the full day on Wednesday than to come in at all on Thursday?

There I go again, trying to make sense of something.

My bad.

As I said yesterday, my Wife and I love the snow and partly came to Denver to see more of it. We just didn’t realize that we were expected to be out in it.

It legitimately took me a half hour just to dig my car out of the snow fortress that had been built around it. Oh, and I want to send special thanks out to the snow plow guy that came down our street to clear the road but shoveled more snow around my car.

I can’t use your clear road if I can’t get to my car, buddy.

There was more snow on the ground that morning than I have seen probably in the last 10 years combined. And since we don’t have a shovel yet (now at the top of our “To Get” list) I was literally using my hands and feet to throw and kick the snow off and around my car.

Once I had exhausted myself liberating my vehicle from its frozen cocoon, it was time for the real fun to begin.

Driving.

Here’s a quick recap of the convo that took place between me and The Camel that morning:

Camel: Whatcha doin’?

Me: C’mon, we have to go to work?

Camel: Oh, so I’m taking you to the local bus station or something?

Me: No, we’re both going to the office?

Camel: What is the “we” business all of a sudden?

Me: It won’t be that bad, let’s go.

Camel: WON’T BE THAT BAD?! Open your eyes man! It’s like we’ve been hit by a frozen apocalypse. We have a better chance finding the rebel base on Hoth than we do of getting to your work. We’re gonna be eaten alive by that friggin’ snow monster from Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer before we…

As I’m sure you can imagine, this went on for a while and most of it got to be unprintable.

Beyond the Camel’s apprehensions, I knew we were immediately in trouble by the color of the roads. Most roads in most of America are a dark grayish color right? Oh, what I would have given for dark grayish that morning.

Everything was white.

I felt like we had hoped into Doc Brown’s Delorean and had gone back to the prairie days of my neighborhood before there were roads.

Only this time, where we were going we did need roads.

I held on to my steering wheel for dear life as SUVs blew by me on what felt like an iced down Autobahn. When someone from my office told me I need to get an SUV if I’m going to stay in Colorado, it was all I could do to mention I’d be happy to as soon as our company supplied us with one or paid me more to get one; because other than going to work, there would never been another reason for me to need that type of vehicle.

I can’t complain too much, because our office decided to close down early again – this time at 4:00 p.m. So, tell me again why we had to…

Oh wait, I’m getting lightheaded.

After riding the I-25 slip and slide all the way back home, I limped back into our apartment just in time to see my beloved ball team get waxed in Game 2 of the World Series (I knew that was going to happen the moment I woke up. The karma had been irrevocably altered).

Like I said yesterday, The Good Day and The Bad Day usually happen close together to maintain the overall balance of life. If you ever find yourself in The Good Day, enjoy it for all it’s worth but brace for yourself for what lurks around the corner. Once you get stuck in The Bad Day, recognize it, accept it and know that it can’t get much worse.

I woke up last Friday, had a decent day at work, hung out with some new friends that night and kicked off a pretty decent weekend. It wasn't a great day or even The Good Day, it was just a good day. I’ve never been happier to see a six in my life.

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